She rushed over like a bird, but her expression changed rapidly. A small piece of her brother's legs tightly, cried loudly, pointed at the child in the kindergarten and shouted: "He hit me!"

No matter who touched her, snatched her chopsticks, dirtyed her handkerchief, knocked her water cup, and all kinds of crimes turned into a concise complaint: "He hit me!"

The little man cried, but the short one hugged his brother's legs and did not let go, and his nose and tears rubbed his pants legs. The crying was extremely sad, and the pitiful and sad, his little hands trembled and pointed at them one by one, as if they were greatly wronged. *****$Bai=Du=Search=Search=See=Small=Speak=Net=View=Newest=Chapter=Chapter*******

The children were all frightened at the high chat, and waved their hands to argue: "I didn't hit her, ±wan±shu±ba, a≈nsh↓uba.!"

"They hit me!" She cried loudly, her heart was broken, and she sat on the ground, hugged Chace's feet, kicked her calves, and was full of arrogant little overlords.

Of course Chace beat up all the children she pointed at, and then Cheryl stopped crying, was satisfied, and obediently climbed onto Chace's back and asked him to carry it back.

On the way home, the little guy listened to his brother singing and telling stories to her, while rubbing his snot and tears on his brother's back.

He asked softly, "Did Cheryl be obedient in kindergarten today?"

She grabbed her brother's shoulder with her little hand, proudly: "No."

"Are you good?"

"No." She raised her head proudly, her nasal voice was very heavy, and her little nose came to her brother's T-shirt and rubbed her nose.

Seeing that she was about to slide down, he dragged her little butt up and weighed it. She hugged her quickly.

"If you don't obey, you won't obey. We will do whatever we want," he said.

"Um." She nodded vigorously.

"Did you play with the kids?"

"It's still not." She turned her head away with great movement and muttered softly.

"Then what are you doing in kindergarten?" He looked back at her.

"I'm thinking about a chance," she reached her little hand in front of him, grabbing and making tricks, "I wonder why you haven't come to pick me up yet."

In this way, he whispered warmly, and she murmured.

He walked through the hazy twilight of the sunset with her back. Spring has passed and autumn has come. Day after day, the kindergarten children wiping their tears while feeling aggrieved: "Why don't I have a brother like Cheryl? I'll go find my mother to ask for it."

Later, Chace left the artland base, and Cheryl followed her mother into the laboratory. Although her mother took care of her sister, Chace was not very relieved and called her every day.

The mother found that the children often talked and were not sure, thinking that they would be distracted and cut off the contact between the brother and sister.

Chace secretly asked someone to send her a message, and often rushed back to see her. Until she got a little older, both the brother and sister had more power and had the opportunity to talk every day.

At the beginning, how could such a young child be born to like boring experiments?

On a call, Cheryl said to him: "Chace, I don't want to stay in the lab, I want to go out and play. Why don't you take me with me?"

At that time, as his brother, he had the same idea as all parents.

He especially thought that his sister had a soft personality and had a place in the organization, only scientific research. Otherwise, her beauty and weakness would become a disaster.

So he said to her: "We Cheryl is so smart. If you don't want to, the s.p.a. The loss is really big. I also want to see how much we Cheryl can do! I also want to hear others say how powerful we Cheryl is!"

She was silent for a second or two and immediately became full of fighting spirit: "I have always been proud of my brother, and I also hope to be my brother's pride! Look carefully, I will work hard!"

Later, Chace heard from others that his sister was: The girl from the La family, don’t look at her silent, the little girl is even better than her brother. At the age of 7, she expanded the A-series drug from 13 to 17. Do you know how much value this has created for the organization?

Chace told Cheryl what he heard on the phone, and she immediately retorted: "Nonsense, my brother is the most powerful. Where can I compare with my brother?"

Chace smiled heartily: "Silly girl, do you know how happy I am when I hear this?"

Whenever he went back to see her gap, he found that year after year, this sister gradually grew up, gradually becoming more beautiful, quieter, and silent than what he remembered.

It seemed that there was a sister on the phone, and the other one was meeting.

On the eve of her 13th birthday, he went back to see her.

She grew much taller again, and stood in a white dress beside the European carved railing, looking at her 18-year-old brother, who was already an adult, nervously and restrainedly.

It took a long time for her to smile with her lips and she shyly called out: "hi,chace."

He didn't mind the unfamiliarity she showed. He smiled and walked forward, hugged her into his arms, patted her on the shoulder, and then she smiled, tilted her head and leaned against his shoulder.

In an instant, the intimate sister came back.

He never worried that she would be unfamiliar with him, and what made him feel more worried than this was that she and the twins were closer again and again.

When she was young, he didn't care. After all, he was not by her side, and she was too soft, with Arthur and Bert, no one dared to bully her.

But she grew up day by day, with a tall and slender figure and a delicate breast. She was a little girl. The twin boys also grew into teenagers, changed their voices and raised their height.

But she doesn't seem to have such a clear idea of ​​gender.

Sometimes, she walked slowly in front, and Bert ran over from behind, rubbed her face and ran away in an instant, she just glared at him very lightly, and it was gone;

Sometimes, Arthur parted with her, put his hands on her waist, and put his lips on her cheek, and she felt at ease.

On the night of her birthday party, Chace saw that she almost didn't talk to her peers. Her playmates were cautious and looked at the faces of Arthur and Bert and spoke.

The atmosphere was so weird. Chace asked someone to ask, and the man said, "Last time someone laughed at her as a nerd, with poor athletic ability, and the ending was very bad."

Chace asked: "What about her reaction?"

"I haven't responded, I've been used to it."

This made Chace worried.

That day, the birthday party lasted only half an hour. My mother came over to scold her and confiscated all her gifts. Chace said good things for a long time before she could not get locked in the dark room.

At the party, Chace felt powerless when they were bombarded one by one, but looking at her sister, she was very quiet, silent, and not angry at all.

It was precisely because she was not angry that he became even more uneasy.

Children will seek benefits and avoid harm. In her world, strict parents and naughty companions are harm. It is the benefit of following her and coaxing her and pampering her.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, she disappeared and disappeared with Arthurbert.

He seemed crazy, never so nervous. He was inexplicably nervous, so he looked for her for a night. Until 6 am the next morning, she appeared in the laboratory on time, wearing a small white coat for experiments.

"Where did you go last night?" He circled around her, my sister growing up as nervous as if she had just grown up.

"Arthur and Bert took me to play on the Empire Star." She was honest.

He was confused for a moment: "The whole night?"

"Um."

"You" his voice was a little weak, "What are you doing?"

"Looking at the stars, setting off fireworks, eating cakes, well, it's sweet." She stared at the microscope and answered calmly and voluptuously.

He seemed to have a sigh of relief, and seemed to be even more uneasy, walking around her, but suddenly realized that he had returned to his childhood and fell down. At that time, he was standing in front of the laboratory bench, and she tied it with a thread with him, using this as the radius, and one year old was walking around him to walk.

He looked at his sister Qingli's side face and suddenly laughed.

She was stunned for a second, looked up at him, understood without asking, and laughed.

She seemed happy and couldn't help but say more: "Last week, Arthur and the others secretly took me out of Artland. On the high mountain, they could see the night view of the city outside. It was so beautiful. Unfortunately, after only two days, I was locked up in the dark room by my mother when I came back, but I was not sad at all and was still very open."

"You stayed in the mountains with them for a day and a night? Where to stay at night and set up a tent?" Chace's smile instantly subsided. The two 16-year-old boys understood everything they should understand.

"Hmm." She didn't think something was wrong, "Oh, I like tents so much. I asked them to set up one for me in the laboratory and I'll take you to see." She put down the experimental equipment and pulled him to the room in the lounge.

He pulled her back, his face darkened: "Have they bullied you? Have you done anything to you? Tell your brother, don't be afraid," he grabbed her shoulders so anxiously, his eyes flushed, "If I kill them."

She was frightened by his aura: "What? What if it is?"

"It's that" Chace choked, not knowing how to explain, and gradually became frightened in his heart. He suddenly realized that she was not like the person in the outside world, nor like the person in the s.p.a., and was more like a wolf child growing up isolated from the world.

He pulled the stool and sat down, telling her the belated girl to educate her: "Cheryl, I seem to have forgotten to teach you that girls cannot be as close to boys when they grow up. Remember in the future."

She poked the little white rabbit in the cage and was very obedient: "I don't talk to others, and no one will approach me." She said safely, not at all lonely.

He watched silently, holding back a hint of heartache.

He could see that she was like a flower placed in a vacuum glass cover, and no one could get close to her. He actually wanted to hint that she should not get too close to Arthurbert, so he opened his mouth but couldn't bear it.

Perhaps there is only such a little comfort in her world.

Chace was silent for a while, closed his eyes, and asked in another way: "Arthur or Bert, which one do you choose and which one do you like?"

She stopped, confused and confused: "Why choose?"

Chace's heart sank again, but he didn't answer immediately.

She had no one to care or teach her since she was a child. He left too early. Her mother was punishing her. She had no friends or relatives and was imprisoned by Arthur and Bert's circle.

She has no systematic values ​​about love and life world. Even for "research" and the "family" she mentioned, she does not have much sorrow and joy, like a robot completing the program she should do.

He didn't know where to start, how could her worldview be subverted in a few words?

He tried his best to smile warmly and took out a beautiful cake from behind: "Let's talk about this for now. Yesterday, you disappeared before you had time to eat the cake I gave you."

She took the colorful box and listened to the words, feeling so guilty that she didn't dare to look at him. He saw it, and felt mixed feelings, relieved, worried, and inexplicably melancholy and lost.

She took it apart, and there was a little boy on the cake, holding a little girl, and it was so ugly: "You can't make it yourself, are you?"

"That's so ugly?" He came over with his own knowledge.

"It's a very ugly painting, but the colors are so well matched." Her eyes were shining, "I really like it."

She scooped a small bite like she was reluctant to leave, and it was sweet.
To be continued...